Chapter 115: Walk Through The Town [1]

Chapter 115: Walk Through The Town [1]



Chills traveled through Amon's body.

He retreated back a few steps in fear.

"Amon? You good?" He heard a familiar voice from the side.

It was Michael.

His face turned to see him.

A scream came out of his mouth as his expression turned more horrified.

Michael, Alya, Elizabeth and everyone.

They were smiling widely at him just like the girl.

Amon quickly shot back into the snow to escape them. "Amon!"

The sudden shout made him flinch and his eyes blinked.

He looked back at Elizabeth, who shouted his name a second ago.

She was looking at him with worry.

No, all of them were looking at him with worry.

Those smiles...

They had vanished.

His head sharply turned back, ignoring Elizabeth.

That girl...

She wasn't there anymore.

Then he immediately cocked his head back to the students.

The one's that didn't know him looked at him weirdly, as if they thought he had gone insane.

Amon stared at them with widened eyes, words unable to come out of his mouth.

"Your face....You like you have seen a ghost." Alya pointed out.

Yes.

He had seen a ghost...

Surely, it was just a hallucination...

But he knew it wasn't.

He wished it was but he knew it wasn't.

"And your body is trembling..." Charlotte continued.

Amon's gaze wandered to his body.

He looked at his hands, that trembled harder than even before.

His teeth clattered against each other as he was unable to utter out a word.

There was not an ounce of blood in his body...

Yet he felt his heart hammering against his chest so hard that it felt like it would break out.

These were the same symptoms from before...

"You good?" Michael asked, once more.

Amon suppressed his trembling to some extent.

He looked back at them and forced a smile.

Moving back to the present situation, the students dispersed in the form of groups.

He looked around and instantly found Alya, who was headed toward him.

"Hey." He waved.

She waved back.

"Hey. I hope you are doing well now." Alya asked.

He nodded.

"Yeah, it was only temporarily messing with my head. I think it's good now."

She flashed a small smile.

"That's good. Want to scout the town?" she asked.

Amon nodded.

"Sure."

Both of them started to walk through the streets.

They appeared to be bustling with activity.

But this 'bustling' was the bustling you'd see in the Black Market.

There were obvious tiny hints of distrust, greed, and envy in their eyes.

It was minor enough so nobody would notice but for someone who had been enough times in

the Black Market, Amon could see it clearly.

All of a sudden, a child collided with Alya from the side.

She was about to trip but Amon quickly balanced her by grabbing her shoulder.

The child didn't pay any mind and ran past the duo.

'Not today kid.'

A blob of blood manifested beside Amon that quickly shot toward the boy in the form of two

threads.

Before he could run far, they wrapped around his ankles and yanked him back through the air.

Alya stared at what Amon was doing, wide-eyed.

"Amon, I'm good. There's no nee-"

He cut her off.

"There is."

The boy was brought back to them, suspended mid-air, his body upside down.

Alya glared at Amon now.

"Amon! That's-" He ignored her and started bobbing the boy up and down in the air.

Alya was about to say something again when suddenly, she saw something falling in her

peripheral vision.

As her head turned, she saw her royal ring and several other artifacts fall on the surface of a

hand made of blood.

Amon brought the hand near Alya where she picked them up into her hand.

"This isn't a town of innocent people, Alya." He started.

He delivered a small cut to the boy's ankles and threw him forward.

"This is a den of vipers." He reminded her.